Chapter Eighty-six Selling Labor
"You think you can just leave like that?" A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind, and the person who spoke was the defeated Douzhu from earlier.
"Is there a rule that even if you win, you can't leave the Dou Ling Arena?" The corner of his mouth hooked slightly, and Yi Chen didn't show any tension, turning his head to look at the host.
As soon as this sentence came out, those onlookers, the Mo Jian masters, turned their heads to look at Gu Liang and his companions, with a hint of unusual color flashing in their eyes.
They often come here to fight for power, if the Gu family is really so overbearing, then isn't their safety unguaranteed?
"This brother has misunderstood, our intention is to stay and play a few more rounds?" Feeling the gaze of many eyes on himself, Gu Dao furrowed his brow slightly and explained with a smile.
Although he didn't want to let Yi Chen go either, if this matter wasn't handled properly, it would likely deal a fatal blow to the reputation of Dou Ling Hall.
"Let's just stop the fight, I hope your arena can cherish its own reputation." Yi Chen shrugged and intentionally raised his voice, then turned around and left.
Those surrounding Mo Jian masters made way for Yi Chen one after another, their eyes no longer holding the mockery from earlier, but instead a hint of reverence.
"It's really too arrogant, actually daring to humiliate Gu's family in front of so many people, how domineering!" Some younger Mo Jian masters looked at Yi Chen's back and said with a tone of admiration.
"Sharp edges exposed isn't a good thing, offending the Gu family won't yield good results." Some elderly demon mirror masters shook their heads.
"Elder, should we send someone to...?" The master's face turned cold and he made a slashing motion across his neck as he stared at Yi Chen's back.
"There are too many people surrounding him, if we were to take care of him now, it would likely affect the reputation of the Dou Ling Arena. First, send someone to investigate his background." Gu Lang's eyes flashed with two streaks of murderous intent as he spoke.
Ignoring the numerous strange gazes, Yi Chen directly returned to the first floor location and then without stopping walked out of the gate.
Yi Chen did not return to the Armory directly, instead he wandered around in the crowded streets for half an hour before entering a dimly lit alley.
"Hiss." Yi Chen had just entered for a short while when three figures followed him in.
"Sure enough." Yi Chen stood at the end of the dim alley with his arms around him, looking at the three people who followed with a calm gaze.
"Bad, let's go." As soon as they entered the alley, they saw the other side looking at them with a cold gaze. The three of them knew their trail had been exposed and didn't dare to linger, so they turned around and left directly.
"Stay behind." All three were in the Star Soul Realm, how could they escape from Yi Chen's palm? Their bodies suddenly trembled and left a residual shadow on the spot.
"Hiss." Yi Chen's speed was extremely fast, the three people only felt a strong gust of wind beside them, and then Yi Chen directly appeared in front of him, blocking their way.
"Peng, peng, peng."
They didn't even have a chance to resist, Yi Chen's hands were wrapped in soul power, and he struck them consecutively, hitting their heads before they could react.
"Peng."
The three of them didn't even have a chance to resist, and were directly shattered by Yi Chen's brain sea, with a hint of unwillingness in their eyes, falling to the ground.
They were all from the Gu family, and when it came to their own enemies, Yi Chen had never shown any mercy. A slight curl of his lip, and he searched them, obtaining five unverified two-star Soul Spirit Stones.
"Thank you."
Five Soul Essence Stones are worth ten thousand gold coins, even a mosquito is still a piece of flesh after all. Yi Chen directly stored them in his storage ring and afterwards did not bother to clean up the battlefield, turning around to leave instead.
After walking in the crowd for a while, Yi Chen arrived at an alley behind the Armory Pavilion, which was exactly the same alley he had jumped down from the wing room earlier.
"Hiss." Looking around, Yi Chen found that there was no one, and immediately his right foot stomped the ground fiercely, his body soared into the air, entering the wing room through the window.
The process went very smoothly and was not discovered by anyone. Yichan closed the window and then stored the Doukang in the storage ring.
"One hundred and six soul stones, worth twenty-one thousand two hundred gold coins, plus the original gold coins, totaling thirty thousand gold coins."
He touched the storage ring and whispered a word, a satisfied expression floating on his face.
Made a trip to the Douling Arena and earned 2 million gold coins. Just need to go a few more times to make up for 15 million gold coins.
But everything has a limit, the first time was smooth because Dou Ling's stage wasn't on guard, if I go again it probably won't be that smooth.
"It seems we have to think of other ways."
He muttered to himself and took a deep breath, expelling all distractions from his mind. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.
Just appraised a few soul stones, the consumption of soul power is extremely large, and the remaining soul power in Yichenshou's beast soul is almost depleted.
"Hiss." The law incantation stirred, and the soul power between heaven and earth came from all directions, entering Yi Chen's body through his pores, and only after being refined, was it introduced into the beast soul.
This cultivation took a whole hour. When Yi Chen came back to his senses from the state of cultivation, he let out a helpless sigh.
Now he uses a four-grade lower-ranking soul technique, according to his cultivation in the middle stage of Zhen Soul Realm, using it for cultivation is really too slow.
But high-grade soul techniques are hard to come by, and Yi Chen can only think of a way out slowly, continuing to use the fourth-grade soul technique.
"I wonder if there will be any high-quality soul techniques at the Jia family's auction in a few days." It seemed like he had thought of something, and Yi Chen's heart was filled with anticipation.
But he didn't think much of it, shaking his head to get rid of the distractions. He took out the tattoo equipment and over a hundred unappreciated Soul Stones from his storage ring.
Two identified two-star soul spirit stones can be exchanged for three two-star soul spirit stones, Yi Chen is preparing to rely on identifying soul spirit stones to make money.
If all these hundred or so Soul Stones are successfully appraised, Yi Chen will be able to earn more than thirty unappraised two-star Soul Stones, which is a very cost-effective business.
However, this is limited to Yi Chen. For others who identify the Soul Spirit Stone, the success rate is only 50%, while Yi Chen's success rate can reach 80%. It is because he has this success rate that he dares to use this method to make money.
He lightly spat out a mouthful of turbid air, and Yi Chen manipulated his Soul Power to start drawing the diagram, appraising these two-star Soul Spirit Stones.
Now that he has the standard of a four-star appraiser, he can identify two-star soul spirit stones very quickly. It only took him half a day to finish identifying all these two-star soul spirit stones.
There were a total of 105, and Yi Chen's luck was very good, successfully getting 100, losing 5 Soul Spirit Stones.
"Hoping to maintain such a success rate." Muttering to himself, Yi Chen put away the appraised Soul Spirit Stone and changed into a new set of clothes before heading towards the bartering market.
Here, Yi Chen haggled and exchanged one hundred identified Soul Spirit Stones for one hundred forty unidentified Soul Spirit Stones.
In order to make up for the money as soon as possible, Yi Chen could only sell his labor, taking those soul stones back for appraisal and then taking them out again in exchange for soul stones, repeating this process over and over.
